a longing that stretches as far as the eye can see. a chasm so deep it absorbs all before it, without remorse. plains without rains for months on end, its barrenness suggest a point of no return. a bird caged clatters against the bars until the freedom of flight is soon forgotten. a gaping hole where once stood a beating ball of muscle tissue now dormant yet desperate to feel again. “give me a jump start,” it begs. “give me something!” it pleads.
